This is my very very favorite childhood object: "Cool Shirt". It was tough for my mom to peel the shirt off of me at the end of each week to wash it. I wore it just about every day because I felt really cool when I wore it.
The image quality is terrible, but I decided to give the shirt to my little cousin who was named after me, who also looks just like I did at his age. I chose to give it to him to kick off his creative career and his own sense of fashion that might eventually blossom out to a better taste for color like it did for me.
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